As someone who has spent the last 20 years picking up the broken pieces of discarded racehorses & teaching them that the world is more than just pain & punishment, I'd like to point out that trainers drugging horses is nothing unusual. Living beings are not commodities, dammit.

Here's retired racer Mojave Moon (Jockey Club name Rogue Status) with a 13-year old girl. He was going to go to brutal match races in the CA desert until he broke down. We got him for $750 & spent 3 YEARS teaching him to trust again. Now he is just the sweetest.

Here's Guinness On Tap (Jockey Club name Irish Informer), who we're currently rehabbing after he was worked to the point of nearly destroying his tendons. He just turned 3 and has no manners whatsoever, plus he flinches at everything. He is a huge baby.

This is Vash The Stampede (JC name Succotash Road), who I rescued from heading to slaughter in Canada when I was 22 (& in college). His trainer hated him, he could never go to shows in spite of being a phenomenal jumper, & he is the biggest puppy dog you'll ever meet.

Our last current horse is Red Hot Chili Pepper (JC name Mr. Show Off). He's a little firecracker, & he was fortunate to have people who saw his potential & networked him so he could find me. If we can heal the damage from his race training & get his head right, he'll be a blast.